Thursday, January 8, 2015

Busy Bee

This bumbler's busy days ended when it tried to go swimming in winter, but it is so pretty and perfect.  The weather has made another shift which confuses plants, insects, and animals.  They burgeon when they should be dormant.  We're back up in the 50s and 60s; hard to complain, but we need more rain.  Even a jacket is too warm down in the barn these days.

It was me buzzing around yesterday.  I had a luncheon date with Tinka, my friend from Fiddletown.  I raced through morning chores, sluiced down, spiffed up, and met Tinka at a little hole-in-the-wall cafe in Mt. Aukum neither of us had tried before.  We were seated at one of those trendy, tall little tables with chairs of matching height.  Our giggle-fest began as we, ladies of  "a certain age," struggled to hoist ourselves up and then sat there, our feet dangling like kindergartners' at the grownups' table.  We continued to laugh as our conversation hiccupped along.  Tinka, "Now where was I going with that thought?," and me spewing Spoonerisms.  It was a good thing the cafe was not crowded or we might have been 86'd for being grey-haired rowdies, and we chortled at that idea, too.  Talking and laughing, time slipped by.  We both had places to go and things to do.  We slid to the floor from our highchairs, and it was a surprise to find when we were leaving that the hostess had to unlock the door to let us out.  The cafe had closed and they hadn't said a word to us.  That sent us out the door laughing again.  Our server must have wondered what we'd been slipping into our coffee on the sly.  Always leave 'em guessing, that's my motto; we can do the laughing on our own.

I stocked up on feed for the kids and headed home.  Bessie's deafness is getting worse.  Usually waiting for me at the door on my return because she's heard the truck drive up, she was in my chair and didn't even hear me come in yesterday.  I had to approach carefully so I didn't scare her.  Bess has been trained with hand signals, which aren't much good now as she's also losing her sight.  It just takes a bit of patience, and we get along just fine.

It was a lovely day, and a beautiful ending.

Happy birthday to my son Larry today!

1 comment:

Kathryn said...

I hope you know how MUCH this makes me smile!!